The White-Haired Imperial Concubine

Chapter 22: be honest and open

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The lunch was very rich, but it was only for her alone, so it was not interesting, so she just ate something casually. I don't know what Ling'er's situation is now, but it's time for Zongzheng Wuyou to express his sincerity, right

"Master, master—" Said that Cao Cao had arrived, a figure rushed into the room, rushed straight to her bed, and asked nervously: "Master, did that nasty prince bully you?"

Man Yao shook her head, put her hand on Ling'er's bruised and bruised cheeks, and said very apologetically, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Ling'er's eyes turned red, and with a plop, she knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and said with shame on her face, "It's all because I'm useless. Not only did I fail to fulfill my responsibility to protect the master, but I also made the master worry about my affairs."

Man Yao stretched out his hand to hold her, and said softly, "It's not your fault, get up quickly! You know I don't like people kneeling down."

Then Zongzheng Wuyou who entered the room narrowed his phoenix eyes, is it really a mirror? Only by giving her sincerity can you reap her sincerity? He ordered someone to take Ling'er down to apply medicine to rest, then sat on the side of the bed, said with a faint smile: "Your people have been released, for now, you stay here first... it will be safer. After the tea garden was unsealed Well, just wait a few more days."

Manyao smiled, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you... Wuyou!"

Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes lit up, he smiled very elegantly, and asked, "Are you interested in playing chess with me?"

Has he begun to know how to consult the wishes of others? Manyao happily smiled and said, "Okay."

The two sat by the window, it was still her red son and his sunspot, each in their respective positions. Zongzheng Wuyou thought for a while, and said in a gentle tone: "Aman, let's play a game! Whoever eats a word from the other party can ask a question... No matter what kind of question it is, the other party must answer it." How about it, do you dare to play?"

Man Yao raised her head, and met those eyes as deep as a deep pool, the measurement in the bottom of the eyes was still there, but they were very calm. Although he knew his purpose well, the two of them were equal in chess skills, this way of playing was considered fair, and he also showed his sincerity by rescuing the people in the garden. So, she complied.

There was only the shallow breathing of the two of them in the whole room, and the courtyard was empty and very quiet. When a red seed was eaten, Zongzheng Wuyou looked up at her, his eyes were burning bright, and he asked a question: "You come from another world, what is the age of that world called?"

The question is simple and straightforward, but this question actually contains more than one, and one sentence is a half-guess. Manyao replied: "The 21st century." She raised her hand, the red seed fell, and the sunspot was eaten. She asked, "Is your mother also from the 21st century?"

Zongzheng Wuyou was startled, he asked more than one question in the same sentence, he half-closed his eyes, and asked, "How do you know it's not me?"

Man Yao smiled and said: "If you are a modern person, you will react the moment the fruit tea list is handed to you, instead of cautiously probing all the time."

Zongzheng Wuyou nodded and said, "Then how can you be sure it's my mother?"

Manyao laughed and said, "It's the same as you before, guess! Actually, you're not sure if I'm the same as you, I just know people who came from that world. Next question."

Zongzheng Wuyou showed admiration in his eyes, it seemed that dealing with this woman would be easier than spending all his time. So he asked, "How did you get here?"

Man Yao paused holding the hand of the chess piece, slowly lowered her eyes, and said lightly: "Dead... After waking up, the soul has already entered this body."

The breeze blew by, her hair fluttered lightly, her drooping eyelashes covered the look in her eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a touch of irony. Zongzheng Wuyou was slightly stunned, and suddenly wanted to know how such a woman died? He thought about it and asked, "Why did you die in that world?"

Man Yao looked up at him, frowned and said, "That's another question! It's my turn to ask you. How did your mother... die?"

Zongzheng Wuyou's body shook, the chess piece in his hand was tightly held, and his gaze instantly cooled down. Looking directly at him, Man Yao felt that there was an unknown pain behind the coldness that suddenly emerged from the bottom of his evil and beautiful eyes. She suddenly smiled indifferently, and said: "You don't have to answer this question, just treat it as...you don't ask me the cause of death in exchange."

Zongzheng Wuyou looked at her in surprise, slowly put down the chess pieces in his hand, stood up, faced out the window, took a deep breath, and said, "How can I go to your world? People who come from there, in this The world died unexpectedly, can I go back?"

"I don't know." Manyao stared blankly at the chessboard, this is the answer that Zongzheng Wuyou most wanted to know! Unfortunately, she really doesn't know. Because she never thought about going back, there was nothing worthy of her nostalgia in that world.

have no idea? Is there really no one who can give him an answer? Zongzheng Wuyou frowned, and said: "You never thought of going back? Don't you miss your parents and relatives? I heard that the world is peaceful and beautiful, and people can live very simple. There is no imperial power conspiracy, monogamy, people People are equal and perfect." His mother used to say that when he was a child.

Man Yao quietly turned around, leaning her back against the wall, tilting her head back slightly, her eyes were looking at the carved beams, her eyes were empty, her tone was indifferent and mocking, and she said: "No world is perfect. Human nature is greedy, chasing names The pursuit of profit is always unavoidable. In the shopping malls, intrigues and schemes abound. And monogamy is just a system. Since ancient times, men like the new and dislike the old. Just taking care of a mistress and taking care of a lover, under the pretense of official business, I don’t even bother to attend my wife’s funeral, but I’m having a good time with my lover abroad... Human nature is like this, how can there be anything beautiful?” She didn’t know why, she suddenly said so much. Sometimes, she is really negative, feeling tired, hopeless, and empty in her heart, but she still tries hard to live.

Zongzheng Wuyou was startled, the world that his mother has been thinking about all the time, there are so many unbearable things? In fact, what this woman said is correct, human nature is like this, and it is the same everywhere. Looking at the woman's indifferent expression, listening to her words that seemed to have nothing to do with her obviously affected her inner emotions. Even if she tried to suppress it, he could still feel the sadness hidden in her tone. He suddenly bent down, stroked the corner of her thin mouth with his slender fingers, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "There are exceptions to everything, not every man is as miserable as you said."

His eyes had faded from the coldness of tenderness, and his voice was as elegant as the sounds of nature, as if possessing magical power that no one could doubt. Her heart trembled, and she murmured: "Really? Are there really exceptions? I used to think so, but the ridiculous thing is..." The sudden sadness in her clear eyes made him understand that she had been hurt before. It was as if a thorn had pierced into the apex of my heart unknowingly, and there was a little bit of pain. Before she could finish speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Man Yao's body trembled, it was different from the fury in the garden, and also different from the deliberate teasing in the morning, this kiss, with a reassuring tenderness, seemed to be kissing a wound that he hoped to heal soon, giving people a feeling The illusion of affection. She closed her eyes uncontrollably, letting herself feel the beauty of this moment.

Feeling her relaxation, Zongzheng Wuyou held her face with his hands, kissed her deeper and deeper, unable to stop, until he felt that she was about to suffocate, he let her go, frowned, turned his head away, breathing heavily.

Man Yao turned her head in the opposite direction, breathing heavily, panting rapidly, and her heart beating fast.

The afternoon sun was very warm, and the breeze blew gently, stirring the two people's hair and making it tangled. For a while, he didn't make a sound, and kept that posture all the time, not moving for a long time.